Three RoundsA Poem by JC
Three Rounds
We sat on the couch
And pretended to watch
A movie but were
Soon f*****g
She wants me to defile her
Corrupt her
Use her
She wants to be my sex slave
Played with like a doll
She has to let me do
Whatever I want
After the second bout
Of sex she says she has
To get going
We start in on round three
Instead
I get my c**k out of
My jeans and make
Her hold it while I remove
Her pants from one leg
And lift her shirt over her tits
She’s nice and wet
Tells me to pound her
My belt buckle is in the way
So I take it off but instead of
Tossing it to the side I
Stretch it across her neck
And choke her while we f**k
I tell her to get on her knees
She does it in a daze
I bite her back
Push her head down
Her a*s in the air
I want to destroy her
I pound and pound
Watching how her labia
Folds around my c**k
And flutters as I move
In and out
When I can’t take it
Anymore I pull out and
Cum on her a*****e
Sliding my c**k across it
As we sink down
On our bellies
The cum smeared between us
We get dressed
And I walk her out
© 2009 JCReviews
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